[Intro] "Velvet lights down low… city’s gone black. Nyx thinks she’s got us cornered in her private club. Time to dance, baby." [Verse 1] Vexa slips through the crowd, twintails brushing skin fingers in the grid, hunting Nyx’s core again. Jara moves like shadow, ponytail swaying slow- scope on her thigh, eyes locked where the neon glows. Server hums behind the bar, gold chains catch the light… one clean hack and it’s ours- supposed to be tonight. [Pre-Chorus] Beat drops heavy, bodies pressed too tight tequila on her lips, Nyx steps into sight… [Chorus 1] Data Hit in the velvet night- Data Hit, felt too damn right. One glitch and the core ignites Data Hit - fake delight. When the queen lays a trap in the dark… Data Hit - we fall apart. [Verse 2] Nyx spins close, Magnum glinting, grin sharp as sin: “Sugar, y’all still crashing my scene? Thought I taught you better back then.” Jara leans in calm, voice low like distant thunder: “Even queens fall when the signal pulls them under.” Vexa teases soft, lips brushing Nyx’s ear with a laugh: “This core’s as fake as your perfect rep, darlin’.” [Pre-Chorus] Strobes flash red, the floor starts to shake fake core blows… neon fire awake… [Chorus 2] Data Hit in the velvet night- Data Hit, burning bright. One glitch turned the trap to pure flight Data Hit - chaos feels right. When the queen tries to cage what she wants… Data Hit - we own the dark. [Bridge] Outfits torn in the rush, skin on skin through smoke running laughing down blacked-out streets, Nyx’s laugh in the choke. No credits, no core, just the thrill in our veins… this rivalry’s getting hotter than her retro flames. [Outro] Velvet blackout… queens still breathing free. Data Hit forever, baby.
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